Sanji stepped next to Zoro. It was a struggle to get the marimo this far. Multiple times he had to push a frozen Zoro, pull Zoro from going the wrong way, he even had to pull Zoro off a pole he was hugging onto like a child that didn't want to go to the dentist. That was the most embarrassing of them all, he really struggled to get Zoro to let go of the stupid pole he was holding onto to.

Sanji let out a sigh. They finally made it to the front gate of the school. Sanji stood up straight and took a step forward but he felt that Zoro didn't follow him. He stop and turns around. Zoro stood there frozen again, looking down at the ground, hands fisting his pants. He stepped towards him. "Hey, we're here. Come on." Sanji says nicely. It was a great feat that Zoro got here, took a while but he's here. Sanji gave Zoro a soft nudge of his elbow.

Zoro looked up.

Sanji gulped, it was that face again, a face that will forever be ingrained in his mind.

Zoro is pleading for help, he looked really desperate up close. It hurt to know this is how he looked back then. But it's not the same. This time Sanji will help. "Do you want to hold my hand?" Sanji asks. Zoro's face changed for the better, he looked shock. Sanji gave Zoro a smile and a little chuckle. He reached forward and grabbed the tan hand and pulled a still shocked marimo with him.

He felt it and he knew the mosshead did too. People stopped and stared, even started whispering. He felt Zoro's hand tighten around his. He couldn't blame him but it started to hurt. "Zoro, you crushing my hand," the blonde whispers.

"Sorry." Zoro says really softly, Sanji turned around to look at Zoro when he felt the man get closer, Zoro held his head down, his hand trembled in his. Sanji walked slow so they wouldn't trip over each others feet, with how close Zoro is to him it's a possibility.

Zoro is really scared. How will he survive the school day? He couldn't hold his hand all day, they sat on opposite ends of the class. He needed to get his mind off of everyone else. Sanji completely stops. Zoro walks into his back, not thinking the blonde would stop walking. Sanji turned to look at Zoro, which was hard, he stared at his shoes like they were made of gold. Here goes nothing.

Sanji pulls the marimo's hand to get him closer. With his free hand he tips Zoro's head up and kisses him. In front of everyone. Zoro's is understandably shocked, he gasps and Sanji takes that chance to insert his tongue. Zoro closes his eyes as he felt Sanji move his hand from underneath his chin to his neck, to pull the marimo closer. Sanji felt the small metal ball on Zoro's tongue. He stops, not wanted to get too heated in front of the school. When he pulls away he felt Zoro freeze more but after thinking about what had just happened his face got extremely red. That definitely got his mind off of it. That's what Sanji wanted.

Sanji pulled Zoro, since they are still holding hands, to his locker. Sanji bent down to undo his shoelaces but Zoro didn't let go. "Um, marimo I need my hand." Sanji tried to pull his hand out of Zoro's but the man held on tighter. Zoro didn't do anything but shake his head 'no'. It was cute but he needed his hand. He tried again but to no avail. He tried not to fall over while he changed his shoes but it didn't work out that well, ironically, holding Zoro's hand causes his fall but also saved him from falling on his face or ass.

After changing his shoes Sanji walked Zoro to his locker. Zoro saw his name on his locker. He squeezed Sanji hand who in turn squeezed back. Zoro squeezed his hand one last before finally letting go. He went forward and opened his locker. Zoro closed it faster than he opened it. He turned to Sanji, both giving each other the same look. What the fuck? Sanji got closer, both holding their breath. Zoro opened it again, the horrible smell came from Zoro's locker, confirmed. It was really horrid. Zoro reached forward.

"Are you crazy?" Sanji stopped Zoro's hand. "You don't know what was put in there."

"I have a picture of my mom and sister in there." Zoro says, Sanji let go. He cringed and had to look away. His eyes kind of felt like it was burning. He looked back to see Zoro pull out a piece of paper, a picture. He looked down at it sad. It looked like mold had gotten to the picture. Quickly Zoro put the picture back inside. He let his shoe locker close. "What do I do about my shoes?" Zoro wonders.

"Roronoa." They knew that voice as Sengoku. "Come with me." He says but turns when he sees that Zoro didn't follow. "Well are you coming or not?" He asks. Zoro looks him in the eyes and opens his locker. He covers his nose and looks away. Zoro closes it again. "What was that?" he asks. Zoro just rolls his eyes.

"How am I supposed to know? I haven't been here in almost two months." Zoro retorts.

"I'll have someone clean it, and find out who did it. Vinsmoke head to class."

"But-" Sanji is interrupted by the school warning bell. Sanji couldn't help the frown on his face. "See you in class Zoro." Sanji says as he scurries to class.

He thought they would be able to go to class together. But no, someone had to put whatever bullshit thing into Zoro's shoe locker having it smell like something died and what looked like mold grow. How he so badly wanted to find who did that and kick their ass. No one thought to clean what they did after they learned that Zoro wasn't the one at fault?

Sanji walked into class before the bell rang, he sighed happy that he made it. He went to his seat and saw that everyone stared at him. He forgot that he had kissed Zoro in front of everyone. He did it to make Zoro forget a little bit, he didn't think about the re-precautions. Well whatever they are, he can deal with it with Zoro.